A built-in wooden bench was on one wall opposite a coin operated TV screen with a few controls. The three of us squeezed onto the bench and fed the TV...some quarters. The speakers were busted and you had several channels/ videos to choose from. All of them were bad. Plus we could not stop laughing!!!About this time, a loud knock came from the door. OMG!! I just knew we were in trouble and being kicked out! We were so crammed in there that Louise just swung the door open to reveal a smallish 60. Anumber stated they were actively bi or bi-curious.Answer: The author could make a fortune on referrals with yougirls! (Just kidding, strictly academic here.) Well, first meetthe guy (you know how to do that the author trusts) and firstchance you get mention that you think the TGurl thing is really,really cool. It may take a little repetition because beginnerand/or closet TGurls are notoriously paranoid about beingdiscovered. Many in fact will say that - if hypothetically afriend or. The smell of piss, puke and sweat was very pervasive. We passed a stocky thick-set oriental at the metal doors to a shady corridor, but since then we had passed only one drunk passed out on the floor, his own vomit covering his lap and chest. Dirt was thrown about the hallway randomly, yet a well-worn path was made down the middle.I followed my business partner as he turned several corners, obviously knowing where he was going. After about two minutes of this I could hear a faint musical sound. Erin’s face was burning red but the anxiety from earlier had transformed to a look of determination. I ran a hand up under her skirt along the inside of her leg until my fingers pressed against the flesh of her pussy. She was hot and wet so I started stroking her with two fingers while watching her eyes. Erin shuddered, sucked in a deep breath then collapsed back on the bed. When she was flat on her back I pressed the end of my middle finger into the entrance of her body. Her legs jerked, she.